Cursed Blessing Novels & Stories

‘’Hmm,’’ I gesture for her to continue. ‘’A curse and a Blessing, one to save, the other to destroy. Curse of generations, but a light to help. She shall be awakened by the blood of the one in search of love to rule the world”’ I couldn't make out anything Grace said. Blessed wolf, her blood, what was this bullshit all about? I turned to Mark who only shrugged as confused as I was.

This time, however, a dark slime covered her body and only left her head untouched. "Self-enchant, Holy overload. Blessing, Boon of healing." The slime pulsated before adopting the same color of her eyes. A small crown appeared above her head, and the ambient Mana got sucked towards her hands. Blessings and curses are a branch of enchantments that focuses on healing rather than attack. The first ones being gentle and providing steady support for the objective. The second ones are a quick and powerful burst of power, but with a cost similar to the Sacrifice enchants.

As such, another property of healing arts was the ability to dispel curses and poison. “What about blessings?” Zen asked out of curiosity. “I heard that priests and healers are able to provide blessings to anyone.” Grinning at the eager student, Lorren demonstrated the blessing ability on a goblet of regular water. “This is regular water,” he held it out to Zen. “Inspect it.” Apart from a brief description indicating that the water in the cup was safe for consumption and drawn from a well, Zen didn’t notice anything different about it from regular water. “It’s just water,” he replied.

"The Goddess does not make mistakes." Her brows knit. "Then why does it feel like I am a curse instead of a blessing?" I reached for her hand, letting my gnarled fingers close over hers. "Because blessings sometimes look like curses before the end. Do not mistake their fear for truth." She nodded, but I could see the doubt still lingering in her heart. And I cursed myself for not telling her the whole of it that sometimes, blessings do end in blood. The triplets complicated everything. Caelan hovered at her side with warmth and steady loyalty, and Kieran is finally beginning to crack, with Lucien burning too hot, too fast and threatening to consume them all.

"So I could have been blessed with such a convenient gift if my father didn't decide to be a fucking tyrant." Elliot walked over to the dining table and picked up my plate. It was still very full. I had barely had anything to eat. He shoved the plate again into my face and replied. "Maybe. Maybe not. You are part De'crescent after all. You might have had your mother's blessings or your father's blessing. Sometimes, nothing at all, and other times, a new blessing. In your case Lydia , I am not so sure. I do have reason to believe the curse of the Nightshade befell you. Otherwise, you would have found it out a long time ago."

As a result, she doesn't thoroughly agree. "I cannot grant her the blessing of the mate bond for she has not proven herself worthy. She made her own notorious history by ruining this very day of a new beginning... but she is still my child. I can grant her the bond, not as a blessing but as a curse." She gave me the power and instruction to bestow her curse upon Hrista. "You are my only way to reach her. I promise wonderful blessings to you and your mate. Can I trust you?" Another responsibility! "I will. And to let thee know, my only desired blessing is a normal life with him."

"Now, he's not a part of the curse. His power was stolen when he was born, but now that he got it back, he completed the curse and it became a blessing." "You mean... because his power was stolen, the curse wasn't violated but when he got his powers back, the curse was broken and now it became a blessing?" Riley asked understanding what it meant while Brandon nodded. "Curses have loop holes. Just like this one. They said no ice elemental will be born and if born will die immediately but because his powers were stolen and never used he wasn't part of the curse but when he got them back it automatically broke the curse because he lived. So the curse now is invalid." Brandon shrugged.

she said beckoning on her daughter. "I'd be sending you to the planet Earth. You need to bring back our goddess. Alvandia has done their worst. The curse is getting strong with each passing day. We need the goddess, she's the Antidote to this curse " The priestess Said in a breathe, When a messenger ran in.

“Braylon? What is going on?” Braylon looked at him puzzled, stunned at the same time. “The reason why I couldn’t use my powers. I mean, the curse that was imposed on the alphas. She…. she can lift that curse,” “Wait, that means…Oh! My! God! The last heir to the Crawford…. Imogen Crawford,” he replied within the period of time his memory flashed back to the hospital. He had seen her name on her identity card, also at her house on her award crystal.

Shadows flicker red beneath my door now, dancing like cruel spirits. “Run!” The word echoes in my skull. The door bursts inward in a spray of sparks and splintered wood. Flames roar behind a towering silhouette. A man steps through the fire. I cannot see his face — only the outline of him carved in burning light. And his eyes. They glow. Not with reflection. With power. The world fractures into red and gold. Heat devours everything. The scream tears from my throat— I wake choking on smoke that isn’t there. My room is dark. Quiet. Whole.